A strange thing happened in the chatroom yesterday: it fell silent.
So we listened to the silence, and it was deep and full.
After a while, the time for my Tai Chi class approached: once there, after a little soft music, the system broke. More blessed, deep silence. It felt to me as if the silence had a palpable quality that we were moving in time and space with.
Some times I feel blessed so much that it is difficult to take in.